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 Jun 2015 Brie
Jennifer Weiss
I love not knowing what will happen.
Because it gives me divine mystery.
It allows me to hope & dream,
and to have my expectations
exceeded
And I learn that as I swim away
from the shore,
I can always rest on my back.
Safely floating.
And the waves will carry me,
because as beautiful as
the unknown is,
one thing is certain...
**the waves will come.
God's plan is always better.
Always
always
always!
 Jun 2015 Brie
rain
Snare me like a midsummer night dream
In the vaults of your soul

Tempt me with the sweetest of your care

Pour me your love like  the oldest red wine
While we lay thoughtless amid the
Shrubs of scarlet roses and white lillies
Spotless and eternal

High on our own secret love
Roaming with a destiny unknown
Coiled in the mysteries unplumbed

Sniffing every thought
Hearing every beat
Careless whispers brushing our hearts
While we shudder at the impermanence
Still holding on to every desire bare ahead of us

Counting fireflies and sleeping daffodils
Searching for scars in the silver moon
Staring at the unchained clouds
Lusting aisles of each other's hidden dreams
Drinking every wordless feeling

Like rains and like hurricanes
ceaseless
Farther than the sky
Deeper than the ocean

Into nothing and everything
We dissolve
Entwined like the vine
Forgetting Sanity
Unremembering world
undoing selves
Becoming imperfect and whole.
 Jun 2015 Brie
Heather Horner
I remember my trembling lips
as I took that first step
and the family of eager eyes
That warmed my path ahead.

I remember your calming hands
That held me tight and steady
And the sweet whispers that shone
from behind your shining eyes

I remember the delicate words
Flowing freely across our tongues
And how the tears were welcomed
By the sea of smiles.

I remember getting lost in the kiss
And how every kiss that followed
Found a frenzy of flutters
That each shared a story.

I remember my widening cheeks
Feeling no force, but comfort
In the forest of embraces
And in the one that meant the most.

I remember the warm wind
Roaring through my hairsprayed hair
And not caring, but grinning
at the soaring sights as we flew.

I remember how we danced and swayed
and laughed and sung
And clung to one another,
savouring each second that passed.

I remember taking your hand
And gliding up the winding hill
Oblivious to the sharp road
beneath my weary feet.

I remember the sun that gleamed
Through the crisp cream curtains
As your arm wrapped me gently
And I slowly awoke
 Jun 2015 Brie
Ralph Albors
Someday and one day
are implicitly dissimilar.

Because
"Someday I'll find love"
is full of ambivalent hope.
But
"One day I'll find love"
expresses certainty.

Because
"Someday I'll go on an adventure"
really means "I sure hope I get to travel."
But
"One day I'll go on an adventure"
implies "I will leave this town."

Because
"Someday I'll love someone else"
means "I'm not over my ex."
But
"One day I'll love someone else"
means "On to the next chapter."

Someday and one day
are commonly mistaken as equal.
But someday won't come,
while one day is just around the corner.
Inspired by some advice I gave my best friend over the phone.
So, basically, it's based on a true story. Sort of.
 Jun 2015 Brie
donna barba
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 Jun 2015 Brie
donna barba
I'm not saying that it's not gonna hurt
Because it does
It will
It will continue to hurt every single day
He will do things that will hurt
He will say things that will hurt
He will

But it's okay
It's a risk I am willing to take
It's a risk I am willing to embrace
I'd lay it all down
Give my best shot
Because I'm in love
Because I love
And knowing that it might work would have to be enough
 Jun 2015 Brie
Adele
no secrets--
 Jun 2015 Brie
Adele
our ink doesn't lie
the feelings will never die
stories will be told
since we are all bold
our life flows
until a heart grows

and when it dies,
there will be no secret carved in our graves

a poet with box of treasures will forever remain.
 Jun 2015 Brie
AllAtOnce
I can't find myself anymore
I was so rooted in what you thought of me
What am I supposed to so when nothing was ever real
Not in word or in deed
If it were January I would have texted you song lyrics
"I bet at this time of night you're still up"
But I wouldn't know if you are anymore
Funny how, if it were January, I would've called it love
Where do I go from here
It's too late for thoughts like this
You went to bed hours ago
And if it were January I would have wasted an 11:11 wish
What do you want me to say
I can barely be in the same room, inside or out
Everything is the same but everything is different now
There's moretouching moreglances moreshouts
I just want to close my eyes
Why can't I fall asleep
If it were January I would have told you to stop dreaming of me
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